So it turns out you can't gargle mouth wash and simultaneously breathe in through your nose. A valuable lesson learnt. The inside of my face is all minty.
- LB
Sunday, 13 September 2009
Friday, 11 September 2009
Master of the Cue.
Some crazy young roughian in the Pub a few nights back decided he had had too many WKDs and snapped the best Pool cue clean in two. Words needed to be had with him, but he had a lot of friends, and (lest we forget) two long, sharp, pieces of wood in his hands. The youth today, pah!
- LB
- LB
Thoughts
I'm thinking of getting a pet. Maybe a cat would be nice, but then, maybe a cat would be a disaster.
Breakfast : salmon, glass of milk.
- LB
Breakfast : salmon, glass of milk.
- LB
Thursday, 10 September 2009
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
Sunny
Having spent most of my life in northern Alaska, soccer isn't really my thing. I hear it's quite popular over here in the UK and that your national side is up tonight. Anyone living in or around the Manchester Area might find me at the scream bar 'Footage', i'll be the one sat alone with dark black fur and a confused expression whenever the Off-side rule is mentioned.
- LB
- LB
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
Evening.
Apparently traffic today changed to the left side of the road in Samoa, the first country to change driving sides in nearly 40 years. Thankyou Wikipedia, your interlect glows refulgently.
- LB
- LB
Take a Moment...
..to remember an old pal of mine, The Saddest Hotdog.
I saw a lot of myself in TSH. He was a soon-to-be real friend of mine, were it not for the fact that food stuffs like him tend to age terribly.
On a lighter note, i was thrilled to see that the seeds i planted down in my allotment a few months ago are wielding some fairly impressive carrots. A little while longer, and i'll have enough for dinner.....for one.
- LB
Giving up waiting.
It's been a while now, still no one has said happy birthday. It's a good job i don't have a Twitter page, or i'd probably have no one following that either.
I'm not a bitter bear. But seriously, how hard is it to sit opposite me on that frigging bench.
- LB
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